Mythical Qin: I, Gao Yao, will never be a eunuch!

Chapter 752: Chase, Wang Lixiu leaves!

Wang Li gritted his teeth and stared at the camp. Although he was reluctant to leave, he also knew that there was no other way at this moment. He turned around resolutely and led the only 300 or so soldiers to rush towards the exit of the camp like a gust of wind, determined to break out by force.

"Order the entire army to break out!" Wang Li's voice echoed in the chaotic battlefield, conveying his final order.

"Yes!" The soldiers responded in unison. Although they all knew that the road to breakout was full of dangers, they could only fight to the death at this moment.

Wang Li knew very well that the options he faced were minimal and it was futile to continue struggling. So he simply gave up the pointless resistance and chose to break through, regardless of life and death. As for whether the remaining soldiers could successfully break through, it all depended on their luck and fortune.

At this moment, Ying Bai was standing in the chaotic army formation, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Wang Li's receding back. In this chaotic battlefield, Wang Li's departure was particularly eye-catching.

After all, he led a small, well-organized force and broke through in the only direction that had not been attacked. The shining armor gleamed coldly in the sun. There was no doubt that this was Wang Li himself.

Upon seeing this, Ying Bu led his personal soldiers without hesitation and rushed away like the wind, chasing Wang Li closely.

Wang Ben was gone, and if Wang Li escaped again, Ying Bu would be too ashamed to face Gao Yao. This was a ready-made military achievement, how could he let it slip away?

So, Ying Bu led two hundred soldiers without hesitation and chased Wang Li in the direction he left. At the same time, the troops Ying Bu had arranged on both sides had also quickly arrived at the designated position, forming a tight encirclement.

Faced with such a desperate situation, many of Wang Li's soldiers were already terrified and had lost their will to fight. They were already in disarray due to Wang Li's departure, and now that they had lost their backbone, many of them simply gave up their weapons and chose to surrender.

It's not that the army is not elite enough. The soldiers are not fools. They naturally know that the situation is hopeless and the current situation of the Southern Border Army. They followed Wang Li because they had always followed Wang Li to participate in the war. It doesn't mean that these soldiers are all stupid and don't know what Wang Li's current situation is. In fact, it's just the opposite.

The soldiers were also very clear about Wang Li's situation. With Wang Li's presence, it was impossible for him to cause trouble. Now Wang Li obviously feared for his life and fled. Except for a few who wanted to fight to the death, all the soldiers who did not want to die or had families decisively laid down their weapons.

And it was precisely because of the chaos in the army that Ying Bu encountered no obstacles in the process of chasing Wang Li. Wang Li was desperately trying to escape, and Ying Bu was chasing him closely.

Half an hour had passed in the blink of an eye. Wang Li's speed slowed down. It was not because he felt relieved or did not want to escape, but because his horse could not bear it any longer.

In ancient times, whether marching to fight or delivering letters, even during a thousand-mile raid, horses had to take many rests. It was impossible to run all the time, otherwise the horse would be exhausted to death. The more they ran, the more their sweat glands were highly developed and would release a large amount of body fluids, which would lead to dehydration. The muscles also needed a short rest before they could continue to set off. They could not really run all the time.

At this time, the horses of Wang Li and his group had reached their limit and had to slow down, otherwise they would easily fall off the horses' backs accidentally during the running process.

In ancient times, the mortality rate of people who fell off their horses on a real battlefield or while they were running was as high as 70%. After all, the speed of the horses and the fact that they could not predict where they would accidentally hit when they fell to the ground made it difficult to predict. If they fell on the grass, sand, or the road, they were considered lucky. If they fell anywhere else, the mortality rate was very high.

Even if the horse does not die immediately, once it is injured, it will not receive immediate help and may be delayed to death. The danger level is very high, so at this time it is necessary to slow down or even stop to let the horse rest.

It was just that Wang Li stopped, but Ying Bu did not. While Wang Li was slowing down, Ying Bu had already caught up with him.

"Wang Lixiu, do you dare to fight me?"

After finally seeing Wang Li, Ying Bu roared angrily. He finally caught up with Wang Li with great difficulty, so he was naturally unwilling to let Wang Li go.

At this time, Wang Li frowned as he looked at Ying Bu who was catching up with him. He really didn't expect that Ying Bu would chase him just when he wanted to stop. If he continued to retreat now, it would be easy to have problems.

Then when Wang Li looked at Ying Bu, he found that there were only a dozen people left around Ying Bu, which was about the same number as the soldiers around him, or even less than the soldiers around him. There were only more than 30 people left around Wang Li.

There was nothing that could be done about it. It was dark, so it was easier for Wang Li to escape. A group of people gathered together and tried to retreat as safely as possible. Although there were losses, they were relatively small.

The dark night, like a heavy curtain, enveloped the entire southern battlefield. Ying Bu led the remaining hundred or so elite cavalry, like a pack of wolves in the dark, biting the tail of Wang Li's defeated army.

This deep darkness was not partial to anyone. It greedily devoured the light, blurring the road, tree shadows, and even the outline of the distant mountains into chaos. The pursuit became a gamble of groping in the void.

The Southern Border Army was used to taking advantage of the terrain and weather, but at this moment, the indiscriminate darkness deprived them of any possible advantage. In order to confirm the direction and avoid getting completely lost in the endless darkness, Ying Bu had to send out small groups of scouts to explore the way again and again.

Every time the troops were divided, it was like cutting off a small section from a fragile thread. In the darkness, the direction was slightly off, the sound of horse hooves was a little far away, and in a trance, someone would silently leave the team. Once left behind, in this dark wilderness, trying to find the trace of the main group again would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

This is why, after chasing all the way here, the forces gathered around Ying Bu were even weaker than the remnants of Wang Li who were fleeing for their lives. The loss of men and horses was not only a reduction in numbers, but also a double overdraft of will and physical strength.